Jason sat back in his chair to one hand staying on the glass as he shrugged to Ed. "I could elaborate but it's not important." He did have other friends, he even had his family, but much like with his team of Outlaws back home, it was easier to talk to the people you face dangers unknown with than those who are suppose to be closer.
Jason's blue eyes widened a bit as Nico described not only Tartarus but Akhlys. He knew a lot of Greek Mythology, he was a hell of a lot smarter than he lets on. "Fuck." That was all he could say at first to Nico. Someone had to be pretty deep in the pain to be perfect to someone like that, but not just that, but the fact it confirmed for Jason that Nico wasn't normal. Maybe that was why he bristled so much around the other... and where he got that bitching sword. He took another drink before shaking his head a little. "What's worse than misery finding you perfect after treking through hell?" He left the sarcasm out of his voice for once, after all, he may joke about his own death, but not things like that.
Then Ed speaks and Jason's eyes widen again. Not Al. Al was a fluffy fucking kitten. There had to be more, he wanted to slam his fits down and demand Ed tell him why, but... he had learned enough of Ed's character and personality to know there had to be a reason, he hated when people questioned him and his choices. He watches the way Ed downs the drink again, much like when they had spoke in the kitchen. Seeing it was bad, something had happened with the brother's their clearly. "...I dont even know what to say to that." He admitted looking to the blond, clearly unsure how he felt about the idea of it all.
Taking a drink from his glass motioning for them to continue, he would wait to finish sharing for right now. Wanting to hear what they had gone through more than explaining Sheila and his worst mistake yet.
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Jason's blue eyes widened a bit as Nico described not only Tartarus but Akhlys. He knew a lot of Greek Mythology, he was a hell of a lot smarter than he lets on. "Fuck." That was all he could say at first to Nico. Someone had to be pretty deep in the pain to be perfect to someone like that, but not just that, but the fact it confirmed for Jason that Nico wasn't normal. Maybe that was why he bristled so much around the other... and where he got that bitching sword. He took another drink before shaking his head a little. "What's worse than misery finding you perfect after treking through hell?" He left the sarcasm out of his voice for once, after all, he may joke about his own death, but not things like that.
Then Ed speaks and Jason's eyes widen again. Not Al. Al was a fluffy fucking kitten. There had to be more, he wanted to slam his fits down and demand Ed tell him why, but... he had learned enough of Ed's character and personality to know there had to be a reason, he hated when people questioned him and his choices. He watches the way Ed downs the drink again, much like when they had spoke in the kitchen. Seeing it was bad, something had happened with the brother's their clearly. "...I dont even know what to say to that." He admitted looking to the blond, clearly unsure how he felt about the idea of it all.
Taking a drink from his glass motioning for them to continue, he would wait to finish sharing for right now. Wanting to hear what they had gone through more than explaining Sheila and his worst mistake yet.